To the Heavenly Lion King, it was as if someone had covered his head with a sack and then given him a serious bashing. He did not even know who was the one who had bashed him up. Regardless of how hard he tried, he just could not remove the sack that was over his head.
No one had expected that the plains' guardian spirit—the Heavenly Lion King, who was extremely close to reaching tier six of the Divine level—would be given such a harsh beating just like that. Moreover, it was in such an resentful manner, where he was unable to even retaliate.
"Roar!
"Stop it! I..."
Streams of golden light swelled up from the Heavenly Lion King's body as his martial will burst out, seeming as if it wanted to repel all the powers that were attacking him.
However, the only reply he received was a sword attack. With a rumble, his conjured physique that had just reassembled was once again crushed.
